Boda Boda = motorbike taxi

We desperately need a vehicle, friends.

I now foster and advocate for four children living in my home and while public transport is convenient and cheap– it is in no way safe for transporting children. We have the options of walking, taking bodas (motorcycle taxis) or taxi vans (overcrowded with sometimes overspeeding drivers).

I have had so many near accidents and small accidents that I am now at the point of “what’s next?”.  I have ended up in the bushes, jumped off as the boda begins to flip on top of us, jumped into a ditch, almost went face first into the back of a semi truck– I have been blessed to walk away with bruises and scrapes. I have seen passengers on a boda thrown across asphalt like nothing, I have seen a boda man hit by a semi (luckily it was slow enough that he did not have life threatening injuries).

I have sworn I was done with bodas many many times, but I always get back on because I do not have a choice.


Could not outrun the rain and the boda couldn’t make it up the slippery hill= walked the rest of the way in the rain.

Sometimes we will get on a boda to realize halfway there that the driver reeks of alcohol and is most likely not completely sober.  We cancel plans when it rains because the roads are slick and raindrops hurt. Not all boda drivers are fair, they will argue prices. Some do not know that driving directly in a pothole will hurt.  I have had back, neck and hip issues because of bodas who hit potholes– I do not want to complain… I’m just tired of it.

One of the children’s teenaged friends was killed while riding a boda recently– her shirt got caught on a semi while passing and it pulled her off the boda and under the semi.  A couple weeks ago M saw a boda man killed, T witnessed a car hit a boda and another friend assisted a man to the hospital after the man hit a dog while driving his boda.


Carrying a sick baby to the clinic

In terms of the children home– I walked with a child mid-asthma attack on Christmas day in the blazing heat to the clinic. There are so many times a car would have been so nice– when reuniting children, doing home visits, taking them to the clinic.

And I understand this is part of Ugandan life.  But it’s one of the hardest aspects and sacrifices of living here. $4,500 seems like a mountain, it seems like too much. But I have faith, and I know that He will move this mountain.  Whether it’s today or tomorrow or next year… I don’t know.  But I know He is forever faithful and just.


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